Victorian Poetry Victorian Era (1830- 1914) Post Romantic Era Against Romanticism Bravery and heroism
Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) Born and raised in UK Fourth out of twelve children “'Tis better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all.”
Home They Brought her Warrior Dead Alfred Lord Tennyson Home they brought her warrior dead: She nor swooned, nor uttered cry: All her maidens, watching, said, 'She must weep or she will die.‘ Then they praised him, soft and low, Called him worthy to be loved, Truest friend and noblest foe; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stepped, Took the face-cloth from the face; Yet she neither moved nor wept. Rose a nurse of ninety years, Set his child upon her knee-- Like summer tempest came her tears-- 'Sweet my child, I live for thee.'
Oscar Wilde (1854-1900) Born in Dublin Imprisoned in 1895 for two years Adopted the name Sebastian Melmoth when released and moved to France
Theocritus: a Villanelle Oscar Wilde O Singer of Persephone! In the dim meadows desolate Dost thou remember Sicily? Still through the ivy flits the bee Where Amaryllis lies in state; O Singer of Persephone! Simætha calls on Hecate And hears the wild dogs at the gate; Dost thou remember Sicily? Still by the light and laughing sea Poor Polypheme bemoans his fate: O Singer of Persephone! And still in boyish rivalry Young Daphnis challenges his mate: Dost thou remember Sicily? Slim Lacon keeps a goat for thee, For thee the jocund shepherds wait, O Singer of Persephone! Dost thou remember Sicily?
Charlotte Bronte (1816-1855) Born in Yorkshire, England Penname: Currer Bell Jane Eyre (1847) Illness due to pregnancy caused her death
Life Charlotte Bronte LIFE, believe, is not a dream So dark as sages say; Oft a little morning rain Foretells a pleasant day. Sometimes there are clouds of gloom, But these are transient all; If the shower will make the roses bloom, O why lament its fall ? Rapidly, merrily, Life's sunny hours flit by, Gratefully, cheerily, Enjoy them as they fly ! What though Death at times steps in And calls our Best away ? What though sorrow seems to win, O'er hope, a heavy sway ? Yet hope again elastic springs, Unconquered, though she fell; Still buoyant are her golden wings, Still strong to bear us well. Manfully, fearlessly, The day of trial bear, For gloriously, victoriously, Can courage quell despair !
Elizabeth & Robert Browning 1838: Elizabeth's brother's death 1844: Robert wrote to Elizabeth admiring her poetry 1846: secretly wed and fled to Italy Both wrote poems regarding their romance
Robert Louis Stevenson (1850- 1894) Edinburgh, Scotland Treasure Island, Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde “Rebellious” Traveled the world Depression, died at 44
Whole Duty of Children by Robert Louis Stevenson A child should always say what's true And speak when he is spoken to, And behave mannerly at table; At least as far as he is able.